"Stand down,

The woman in the plum blossom mask said softly.

This was the first time she spoke, and her voice was like a clear spring hitting a stone, like rain hitting a plantain, and it was unspeakably pleasant.

It's just that the cold breath is lingering.

As if they had been pardoned, they all retreated like smoke and mist, and no one wanted to face the great devil again.

Although they themselves are also the "devils" in other people's mouths.

"Sir, it's time to think about how to give an explanation to this seat afterwards",

The woman glanced at Zhuang Jiang coldly, and walked forward slowly, and a cold air under her feet gently lifted her up like smoke and mist. The misty cold air rose up, froze in the air, and condensed into almost transparent lotus flowers.

Nine lotus flowers bloom in the air, one on top of the other, the woman wearing a plum blossom mask is a lotus, when she reaches the ninth step, she is already above the air, she looks down on Shao Zhengye condescendingly, the style is peerless, and the arrogance is even more incredible.

The cold air dispersed, and Lu Hong and the others had an urge to bend down and worship.

Lu Hong knew that only those who had been in a high position for a long time could cultivate this kind of kingly aura that made people want to pause and look up, and he had fantasized about this person countless times, although he still couldn't see her face at this time, but there was already an extremely subtle feeling in his heart.

Regardless of whether the God of Wealth Pavilion is right or evil, this woman is indeed different, no matter where she is, even if she wears a mask, she is also charming and stands out from the crowd.

"The young monarch calls this seat the pavilion master, do you think you are still the person of the God of Wealth Pavilion?"

The eyes under the mask looked at Shao Zhengye indifferently.

Shao Zhengye smiled faintly, and pointed to the east as the boundary: "It depends on how the pavilion master chooses, take a step back, and withdraw from the theater city, the theater city and the God of Wealth Pavilion are still well water and do not violate the river water, and this seat still listens to the tune and does not listen to the announcement." One step forward, the opera city and the God of Wealth Pavilion have only grudges, and this seat and the pavilion master can only compete with each other".

The woman took a deep look at him and said, "Present the Gaotang Mirror, and this seat will send a big gift for you to congratulate."

To Shao Zhengye, she is very polite.

Zhuang Jiang and the others all knew that the layout of the theater city this time was not only the elite of the Jade Department of the God of Wealth Pavilion, but also the Feiyun Hall and the Military Department had also contributed a lot of manpower, which could be described as a mobilization of the people;

The God of Wealth Pavilion had never shown weakness even once in its previous actions, but this time the woman was willing to make concessions.

However, it is impossible to really take a step back and open the sky.

Shao Zhengye said: "If the pavilion master wants to raise the Tang mirror, I will not be able to present it."

"It seems that the young monarch has forgotten the rules in the pavilion, and all the people in the God of Wealth Pavilion bow their heads before the word order, and obey the order."

The sleeves are lightly swinging, the delicate show hands stretch out from the sleeves, open, and a little light flows in the palm, and a token appears in the spreading cold air, which is engraved with the word "respect".

Unlike the tokens that Lu Hong had seen before, this token was neither delicate nor gorgeous, and the material was neither gold nor jade, and it looked like it was carved from ice crystals.

As soon as this token came out, the cold air around him seemed to be more intense, Zhuang Jiang and the others all knelt on the ground and said: "My subordinates respectfully obey the edict of the pavilion master."

The God of Wealth Pavilion is respected by the word "respect", who dares to disobey the character and kill, everyone in the God of Wealth Pavilion knows this rule.

Shao Zhengye didn't move, only the cold wind gently blew the cloak behind him.

"Don't kneel, don't worship, don't respect, is the young gentleman going to disobey?", the woman's voice suddenly became a little colder.

Shao Zhengye raised his head, looked indifferently at the cold plum blossom mask, and said: "In the territory of this seat, the pavilion master still wants to suppress me with the honorable word order, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

The eyes under the plum blossom mask were even more cold, and the woman sneered: "Shaojun, it's useless to talk more, your cultivation has been improving more and more over the years, and your heart has become more and more unstable, and the rumors about you in the outside world are very loud, you must have thought that you are invincible in the world." Today, only by surrendering you by force will you be willing to surrender again under the teachings of this seat."

Like a bare hand, there was a cold current outside her body, and Lu Hong and the others could clearly see a few milky white lines winding out of her body, and the ice crystals were everywhere she passed, and the night sky was full of snow, and she was covered with frost.

Immediately, the cold air surged like a storm, the wind and snow were combined, and everyone felt that the temperature around them plummeted, and the cold current came through the bones, and they hurriedly transported the Yuan Gong to keep out the cold.

The frost flew in June, and the cold wave was like a madness, and even the three friends of the old cold who had been cultivating for nearly a year could not bear the cold, but they found that their aura could not flow out of the body as soon as they were lucky.

The aura outside the body was all still, and they could no longer mobilize a trace of aura.

"Reiki... frozen...",

The old man of withered bamboo glanced at his hand in a daze, and then realized what was happening, his face changed suddenly, and he lost his voice: "Retreat quickly, what are you still doing in a daze, retreat quickly, retreat as far as possible",

"Whoosh",

After his roar, everyone came back to their senses, and this woman's cold air can not only seal the mountains, rivers, grass and trees, flesh and blood, but also the aura between heaven and earth. For monks, the use of heaven and earth aura is the foundation of battle, and freezing the heaven and earth aura means that for them, all that can be called is the aura in their own dantian, so their combat power will inevitably be greatly reduced, and it may be difficult to exert even thirty percent of their cultivation.

This was frightening enough, but soon the people who were rapidly retreating discovered something even more terrifying. The aura that had previously entered their bodies was like maggots on tarsal bones, and the aura in their bodies was also frozen.

"Oops",

Lu Hong took Yan Xiaoman's hand, and only flew out of dozens of zhang, and the spiritual energy in his body had been consumed by two percent, and most of them were frozen in the dantian and purple mansion by the cold qi.

He was startled in his heart, and he was busy trying to absorb the chill by force.

"Click, click",

There was a slight sound below, and the dead soldiers of the Jade Division, who were slightly inferior in cultivation and could not retreat, could not escape the terrible cold current, and quickly covered themselves with a layer of ice crystals from their feet to their heads, and then the ice crystals thickened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and hundreds of people were frozen into ice sculptures alive, and some of them also opened their mouths wide, their eyes were frightened, and they lost their lives before they could even scream.

The cold wind blew, and several ice sculptures were scraped to the ground, and the corpses were immediately shattered, but no blood flowed out—their blood had long since been frozen to bloody ice.

"Yunlu, Qi",

Lu Hong was so frightened in his heart that he didn't dare to hold it up any longer, so he immediately used the Imperial Sword Technique to make the Yunlu Sword turn into light, and when he was in danger of getting out of the range of the cold qi, only half of the aura around his body was left, and even the gluttonous skill was difficult to devour the cold qi that remained in his body and was still spreading.

"Xiaoman, are you okay",

"Husband, I'm fine",

Yan Xiaoman was held in his arms, raised his head and glanced at him, and wrapped his arms around his waist tightly.

Lu Hong breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at the woman with the plum blossom mask on her face, and felt cold from head to toe.